Chapter 12: The Power of a ButlerI couldn’t stay in bed. I just couldn’t do it—after everything that had been going on this week, the tension that was building, the way Jaime’s finger had felt in my mouth for just that moment. That hour preceding Jaime’s massage had worked me up more than I had thought, and to have it cut off so abruptly made my stomach feel inside out. So, now I’m creeping down the hallway in my sleep clothes because I’m horny and I think he is, too.
When I get to his room, I take too long to realize that he isn’t there, and I’m so shocked that I don’t move for a long time. I can’t process where he could be—why would he have gotten up in the middle of the night when he could have called for me and I would give him anything he wants? Literally, anything? So, I walk back t
